“See you next week, Teach,” Karen said. “Make it saucy.”It was a 20 minute walk from the bus stop to home. There was no way of making sense of...anything. I recalled what Karen had suggested, that plenty of other women at the book evenings, and it was mostly women who attended, got wet panties listening to me and looking at me. That I found it very hard to believe. I’ve never imagined for a second that I’m God’s gift to women. She was saying that to tease me, I was sure.In the end I decided that. ”“You shouldn’t be. I’m not a blushing virgin you know.”“Callie. You’re a s*******n year old girl. I didn’t think you were. I think you’d be hard pushed to find a s*******n year old who’s a virgin nowadays.”“One of my friend is.”“Really.”“Yes. Mind you she is a dyke.” She turned to him. “bloody good with her tongue though.”“You’ve…..Have you?“Of course,” his daughter said looking at him. “Dad! I love cumming and anything that gets me off is fine by me.”“Anything?”“Yep,” she nodded. . Trevor had insisted he wanted to be near the stage but Molly had soon figured out the real reason. By standing in front and dancing Trevor had the opportunity – and had taken every opportunity – to grab her ass or her breasts or between her legs. She had finally said that she was feeling claustrophobic and moved to the back. Of course Trevor had found her before she could slip away and call Suzy to come get her. The noise produced on the stage hadn’t been music; the people in the auditorium. My right hand was on her side at her waist, and she lifted her left hand and stroked the back of my head.“I love you so much baby,” she said comfortingly. “I am so proud of you, Kanna. Amma’s is so happy here. I just want you to be with me like this.” She kept repeating those kinds of things as she ran her fingers through my hair and her right hand patted me gently on my back. I turned my head a little so that my left cheek was against her chest pushing into the pudding-like softness of her.